Crazy

Having the distraction of a boyfriend really took my pain level down. Now that he's gone, the pain level is back up. Dammit! I realized it while it was happening, that I felt better, so at least I will have the memory of it. However, not being in as much pain, or realizing how much pain I am in, is not worth having another boyfriend, at least not the type I seem to attract. I've been reviewing all of my past relationships in my head, from the serious to the fling-only, and I'm questioning the mental state of all of them. I used to question my own sanity, but I need to give myself more credit. When I like the good ones, the non-crazy ones, they don't seem to go for me, though. So, alone I shall be.

Hmmm. My exes. I may be able to get some decent blog entries out of that topic.

My friend George Costanza said it best: "When I like them, they don't like me, when they like me, I don't like them."